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the only poem i actually took time to write.
spossively it's going to be published in some shitty poetry.com book. ahh...i bet they tell that to all the writers... 
go to http://www.poetry.com/
search up my name. (David Merriman)
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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.
Last edited by davinox on Jun-12-2002 at 00:47
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